My recent acquisition of this particular tea infuser ball is a little complicated. You see, I'd been going back and forth to the ENT in Jonesboro for most of this year to try to resolve a chronic ear infection. I think it's *finally* resolved (hallelujah!), but it's been a challenging year on the medical front, to say the least. One day on the way home, I spotted a St. Vincent De Paul thrift store nearby, and I stopped in and bought a few things. I saw this gorgeous infuser ball but told myself no, I didn't need it. On the way home, though, I couldn't help recalling that it was very possibly the prettiest infuser ball I had ever seen, and it was just $3.29, so why on earth didn't I live a little and get it? (Have you ever done that?)
On my next visit to the ear doc (there have been sooo many this year), I stopped by the thrift store to go ahead and get the infuser, but even though it was well after 10 a.m., and the store supposedly opens at 10 a.m., the store was closed and dark inside. I could see through the window that the infuser was still in the glass case up front, but I had stuff to do and an ear problem to tend to, so I went home.
On my next visit, I was at the doc later in the day, and guess what? I stopped by St. Vinny's, and the infuser was still there. By that point, I'd spent more than $3 of my time worrying about the thing, so I got it along with some other goodies I'll share another day. It's missing what I imagine was a plain old steel infuser ball on the inside, but I've got several of those in my craft supplies (they're in the midst of becoming Christmas ornaments), and it won't be hard to find another. Hopefully, I told myself, I'll think of the beauty of the roses and eventually forget all about those many, many trips to Kaiser Permanente this year.
Then I got home and looked at the back stamp! Ha! At least I have a charming new (and vintage) infuser ball, right?